Su Jingshu married Xiao Yunyuan, the most unpopular seventh prince of Daqi.
After three years of marriage, we were speechless when we met. She was guarding the lonely lantern of Changxin Palace, while he was trapped in the mud of the court.
Everyone laughed at her, but she was the only one who remembered the unbroken edge in the eyes of the young man under the peach blossom tree.
Until that rainy night in late spring, when he came back soaked and met her waiting eyes under the lamp.
He said: "I am like duckweed, and my future is uncertain."
She replied: "Jing Shu only wishes to stay with His Highness and wait quietly for the clouds to clear and the moon to shine."
Later, in the treacherous and bloody palace, he crushed the thorns for her, and she lit the lamp to lead the way for him.
From Changxin Palace to Jinluan Palace, from estranged husband and wife to the unity of emperor and empress.
This country is in turmoil, but they stand side by side with unswerving love.
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